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Bought for the Captain for Diego by draconicon

"Never thought I'd get a contract to be a personal 'companion' for a captain...then again, never thought I'd see a sailing ship in space, either."

Diego piloted his shuttlecraft towards the side of the bigger ship he'd been invited to. The wolf could still hardly fathom that he was seeing what looked like a Spanish galleon out of the 16th century floating in space, but there it was, cannons and all. And somehow, there were even crew members walking around on deck. He assumed that there was some sort of shield and projected atmosphere, but it was still shocking.

His radio crackled to life, and he reached down and tapped a couple of buttons.

"This is Captain Diego, hailing the Caravel. Captain Diego, hailing the Caravel."

The radio crackled for a bit longer before a hologram of a rat in a white suit appeared.

"This is Sollon of the Caravel. Captain Diego, you are cleared to land in the starboard docking bay. Follow your present course."

"Docking bay? This piece of junk has a - WHOA!"

The seemingly solid wooden sides of the ship suddenly split apart, revealing a state of the art, chrome-coated docking bay. The wolf's eyes went wide as he slowly guided his ship inside, wondering how the fuck the ship could afford to devote so much space to an empty docking bay. He shook his head as he sidled the shuttle in, and waited for the doors to close and gravity to assert itself.

When things had normalized and his ship registered an atmosphere outside the ship, the wolf stood up and walked to the gangplank. He lowered it, and paused as he looked out at the hangar.

"...Okay, there is no way that you were this big before..."

The wolf looked up and down the length of the hangar. The scanner had been on the fritz, unable to measure the ship as a whole, but he knew it couldn't have been more than sixty meters, at the very most. However, as he looked up and down the hangar, he couldn't shake the feeling that it was over two hundred meters of space, just by traveling in a straight line.

"Ship, are there any gas leaks or chemicals in the air?"

"Negative, Captain Diego. Air purity is optimal."

"That can't be right..."

"Captain Diego, so glad you could join us."

The wolf turned, seeing the rat that had spoken to him on the comms approaching. He smiled, walking down the gangplank and putting his feet on deck. He looked up again -

"Thank you for coming."

He nearly jumped out of his skin. One second, the rat was over 50 meters away, the next, he was right in front of him. Diego was seriously starting to wonder if he was hallucinating as he took the rat's hand.

"Um...no problem. As long as your credits are good, I mean, and -"

"Of course they are. Please, follow me."

How the heck do they find anything in here? Diego couldn't stop asking that as the rat - Sollon, he remembered - led him through the ship. They would walk down a hallway, an impossibly long hallway that had to be a kilometer long, and then suddenly turn as a wall appeared and a new hallway appeared to their sides. And it wasn't panels sliding around, either; one second, there was open space, the next, there was a wall. It had happened no less than five times already, and Sollon kept walking along like it was nothing.

"Just...stop for a second."

"Is something wrong?"

"Just...dizzy."

The wolf leaned against a nearby wall, shaking his head a few times. He usually prided himself on finding his way to and from a destination, but he was so turned around that he didn't even know if he could find his way back to the docking back, let alone to his ship.

"Why is everything changing?"

"Ah, having some disorientation sickness?"

"If you want to call it that, yes."

"Part of the captain's security, I'm afraid. The ship can transform itself and re-arrange corridors at a whim, or at Captain Salla's direct command. We only know where to go because we are connected to a central transmitter, updating the map in our heads."

"That's...that's impossible."

"No less impossible than what's about to happen to you."

"Wha -"

He yelped as the wall he was leaning on disappeared, the wolf falling back onto...a bed?

What the fuck?

Diego sat up, looking around. He wasn't in the hallway anymore, that was for sure, but he wasn't in a ship either. It looked almost like a pleasure palace on some other worlds, and further back on the bed was -

"Hello, Diego. It's about time."

The wolf hadn't known just what he'd expected from a captain hiring people as 'company,' but it wasn't a naked mouse with his feet wrapped up in thick socks. Hiding a smile at the mouse's smaller package, Diego turned to the white-furred, masked man, and offered his hand.

"Nice to meet you -"

"You're not...not here for introductions." Salla shook his head, nodding towards the wolf's pants. "Get those off. I...need it."

Nodding as he remembered how Salla's 'urges' had been described, the wolf shucked off his clothes and threw them to the floor. No sooner was he naked than Salla reached out and grabbed him by the sheath. He held as still as possible as the captain pulled on his sheath, dragging his cock out for 'inspection,' it seemed.

"Yes...yesssss, that'll do well."

The mouse laid back, and Diego had to admit, the captain presented an alluring figure. Small, barely five feet tall, Salla was white furred all over, which made the little pink bits of his hole and his cock stand out all the more against the sea of white. Diego grinned as he moved up the bed, stroking his cock a few times as he got between the captain's legs.

"Anything special, or just a hard fucking?"

"Just fuck me, okay?! I want to think clearly again."

"Fine. But I got my own price."

Before Salla could ask what it was, Diego ripped the mouse's thick socks off. A little surprised by Salla's sudden moan, Diego paused to stare at the soles presented to him.

They were utterly beautiful, the wolf thought. Long and slender, what they lacked in the meaty width he was used to was more than made up for in their length and size. The soles were humanoid, and he grinned at the pinkish color that adorned them, not to mention the droplets of sweat from being kept in such thick socks.

"Heh, you should have had these out from the start."

"Leave them alo-ooooooooone!"

The wolf licked over one foot, and kept licking despite the shocking reaction from the mouse. The way that Salla went from almost outraged to moaning like a whore was strange enough, but as he looked between the mouse's toes, he could see the captain's small cock twitching and throbbing, almost ready to blow right then and there.

Dragging his tongue over the sweaty flesh again and again, the wolf almost forgot about the other reason he was there, which was to actually fuck the mouse. He only remembered as the mouse's hips started thrusting, pulling his cock between those fleshy ass cheeks. Diego chuckled, sliding his tongue into a small puddle of sweat between the mouse's toes as he reached down with his other hand, adjusting his cock so that the tip pointed at Salla's hole, and -

"Ooooh, god!"

The ease with which he slid in shocked the wolf even more than the mouse's reaction to having his foot licked. Salla groaned and came then and there, spurting his load over his belly, his toes curling right in front of Diego's face. The sight of such perfect toes, such beautiful, sweaty, slender feet contorting in pleasure sent quite the thrill down the wolf's spine as well.

"Mmmm, you look damn sexy from here, Salla."

"S-shut up...shut up and fuck me, damn it!"

"Heh, should have told me that you had a foot fetish. I would have taken some of the cost off, if I knew that."

"I don't have a foot fetish!"

"Really?"

Diego grinned and licked over the mouse's sole again, stifling a giggle at the sight of the captain shuddering beneath him. Despite having just cum, Salla's cock was already hard and begging for a second round. There was no doubt that he wanted more. The only question was what sort to give him.

The wolf captain decided not to settle, and get both. Holding onto the mouse by his ankles, Diego bent the mouse backwards, pushing him back and his hips up until Salla was only on the bed from head to mid-back. Everything else was in the air, and the wolf could hump and thrust into him as hard as he wanted while still keeping those lovely feet in easy reach of his mouth and tongue.

Licking and thrusting in equal measure, he used the captain as hard as he could, moaning all the while. His cock throbbed hard inside the mouse as he fucked him, and the soft clap clap of his balls slapping against that white ass was all the better. The wolf moaned, his tongue hanging out when it wasn't lapping at those pink soles, cleaning them of the sweat left behind.

Beneath him, Salla moaned nearly constantly, and the wolf quickly lost count of the orgasms that he pushed the mouse through. It was like the captain had a hair trigger when his feet were being licked or something; whatever was going on in the rodent's head was definitely pushing him over the edge faster than Diego had ever seen anyone go.

But even he couldn't hold out forever, and soon the wolf rammed his cock in, knot and all. He howled as he came, spurting his load deep into the mouse -

• only to be yanked back, his moan turning into a yelp as he landed on his back. Diego grunted as he realized that he was on a metal deck...and he wasn't alone. A big, black soled foot with white fur over the top pushed down on his cock, pinning him down, and a big, burly polar bear looked down at him with a smirk.

"Heh, you didn't think Salla was the only one you had to satisfy, did you? Unlike the captain, I prefer a hot ass to a big cock. Lucky for you, you got both."

Ooooh, heavens, what did I get myself into?

The End